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The Zombies Inside ebook by Rebecca Besser (and guest author Courtney Rene) is free for Kindle from October 28th-29th!

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Zombies Inside by Rebecca Besser (and guest author Courtney Rene)

With a short story by guest author Courtney Rene

If zombies are what you crave, open the pages of this book for a wild ride!

The 12 zombie short stories within (equaling over 64,000 words) will make you cringe, delight your imagination, and possibly even warm your heart . . . so the undead can feast upon it!

Be brave and see if you can survive the Zombies Inside!

Author Rebecca Besser:

Author Rebecca Besser is the author of “Undead Drive-Thru, Undead Regeneration, Cursed Bounty, Twisted Pathways of Murder & Death, Hall of Twelve, the Zpoc Exception Series: Re-Civilize,” and “Nurse Blood (Limitless Publishing).” She’s also a graduate of the Institute of Children’s Literature. Her work has appeared in the Coshocton Tribune, Irish Story Playhouse, Spaceports & Spidersilk, joyful!, Soft Whispers, Illuminata, Common Threads, Golden Visions Magazine, Stories That Lift, Super Teacher Worksheets, Living Dead Press Presents Magazine (Iss. 1 & 2), FrightFest eMagazine, An Xmas Charity Ebook, The Stray Branch, and The Undead That Saved Christmas (Vol. 1 & 2) and the Signals From The Void charity anthologies. She has multiple stories in anthologies by Living Dead Press, Wicked East Press, Pill Hill Press, Hidden Thoughts Press, Knight Watch Press, Coscom Entertainment, Crowded Quarantine Publications, and Collaboration of the Dead (projects), and one (each) in an anthology by Post Mortem Press, NorGus Press, Evil Jester Press, Horrified Press, Atria Books (S&S Digital), and Nocturnal Press Publications. She also has a poem in an anthology by Naked Snake Press and a children’s poem in Oxford Ink Literature Reader 4 from Oxford University Press (India).

Her nonfiction children’s article about skydiving, written for her writing course with the Institute of Children’s Literature, was published by McGraw Hill for NY Assessments.

She’s also an editor and have edited: Dark Dreams: Tales of Terror, Dead Worlds 7: Undead Stories, and Book of Cannibals 2: The Hunger from Living Dead Press; Earth’s End from Wicked East Press; End of Days: An Apocalyptic Anthology (Vol. 4 & 5/co-edited) from Living Dead Press; and I’ve co-editing Feast or Famine (a zombie anthology).

PLANS HAVE CHANGED BECAUSE OF EXPECTED RAIN! I will be at this event SUNDAY with Author Courtney Rene! My free book to five Facebook friends will now be on SUNDAY until all five are fulfilled (while I’m there, obviously).

As a bonus this year, since I would LOVE to meet some of my Facebook friends… I will be giving away free books!

The first five of my Facebook friends who show up at the Harlem Days event and stop at our table between 9AM-Noon will get a free signed book of their choice from the Rebecca Besser titles on hand for the event. So…come see us!

And, while you’re at Harlem Days you get to enjoy all this too!
Note: Admission and most activities are free!

Harlem Days – Day 1 (Aug. 19th) Schedule:

All Day:

– Gary Davis (Whittler)

– Ralph Arms (Native American reenactor)

– Mark Twain Wanderer

– Fire Department equipment display & kids hose spray

– Craft and food vendors, and local exhibitors

Times:

9:00 am – Flower show judging, Community Room

10:00-10:45 am – Opening Parade

10:00 am-12:00 pm – Del Co Sheriff Mounted Deputy

11:00 am-6:00 pm – Tractor Tug Pull, south of the firehouse

10:45-11:45 am – Senior social hour in the Big Tent

11:30 am-1:30 pm – Larry Wilson & God’s Country Band in the Big Tent

12:00-2:00 pm – Living Statue wandering park

12:00-5:00 pm – Flower Show open in Community Room

12:00-4:00 pm – Petting Zoo

12:00-4:00 pm – Pony Rides

1:00-5:00 pm – Mechanical Spider and Gyro rides, small bounce house

2:30-3:30 pm – Steve Ball in the Big Tent

4:00-4:30 pm – New Albany High School Band in the Big Tent

5:00 pm – Art and Collectibles Auction, Firehouse Bays

7:00 – 9:00 pm – Whiskey River Band in the Big Tent

9:15 pm – Fireworks

If you decide to come on Sunday (I won’t be there, but Author Courtney Rene will) you’ll get to enjoy…

Courtney Rene is a very talented author who is mainly published with Rogue Phoenix Press. She has two amazing series that are geared toward teen/YA ladies. She’s also a guest author in my title, Zombies Inside! We live close together and coordinate books signings (she likes dark fiction too). We are also both graduates of the Institute of Children’s Literature!

Find her books by following the link below, and see what she has to say about my novel, Nurse Blood!

Fear trickled down my spine. How close were they? I needed to run. I needed to get inside. I turned my head to see how far to the house it really was. It was a long way. Could I run it fast enough? Could I out pace the danger?

I decided to take the chance. I jumped to my feet and in the same breath, bolted for the house and the back door I had come out. I ran like I was being chased and for all I knew I was. I ran so hard my chest hurt. I pumped my arms as I ran. I ran so fast I hardly felt the cool grass on my bare feet. I hurled up the stairs and in the same motion threw open the door and fell inside. I slammed the big door closed and bolted it.

I dropped flat on my back on the floor and gasped for breath. My heart beating like it was trying to get out of my chest. I settled a hand on my chest and tried to slow my breathing and my heart.

I was almost back to normal when the overhead light winked on and blinded me.

“What the hell is going on? Abigail? What are you doing down here?”

My father, of course, towered over me. It had to be him, of all people. My eyes slowly adjusted to the light and I squinted up at him. I didn’t get a chance to answer as his eyes were focused on my feet. My mud and grass covered feet. Oh crap, I was in trouble. My slowing heart picked up speed again.

“You were not just outside, right?” he said. It was not a question. It was a statement said with deadly calm. He already knew the answer. He just needed to say it out loud.

Since I was happy to have made it back inside alive, I wasn’t all that afraid. Well maybe a little, because who wouldn’t be? He was a big man, with a bit of an animal temper. I answered him, “Yes.”

He bent over me, grabbed my shoulders and hauled me up to my feet in a single motion. He didn’t let go of me though, oh no, instead he pulled me up off the floor where my feet were no longer touching and up to his face, where he asked with that same calm, that was completely contradictory to his actions at the time, “Why were you out side, Abigail?”

I swear I about peed myself. I half wanted to run back outside. At least the danger out there would have probably killed me quickly. “I…I wanted to run in the forest. I couldn’t sleep. I thought the run would wear me out.”

It was the truth, the whole truth and yet, I doubted he believed me. There was something in his eyes that told me he didn’t.

With extreme gentleness he set me back down on my feet. He turned away from me and said, “Go to bed. I don’t want to look at your right now.”

“I’m not lying to you,” I said.

“We will discuss it in the morning,” was his only reply.

“Fine, don’t believe me,” I said. I held my head up and proudly left the room. Yes, maybe going out in the middle of the night hadn’t been all that smart, but it wasn’t for any bad reason. I wasn’t sneaking to meet anyone.

I snorted at that thought. Heck, if I wanted a guy right then, all I had to do was crook my little finger in their direction and I figured they would come running to me. I didn’t have to do any running, not with the way I smelled. That thought made me crinkle my nose. Smell, such a simple thing, but it grossed me out. I wanted to smell good in a conventional way, not a hormonal way.

I didn’t really want a guy anyway. Did I? Derek’s face flashed in my mind. No, no. I didn’t want him. He was a controlling ass and heck he didn’t even believe in love. I didn’t want him. Even telling myself that, I knew I was lying. Maybe what I should remind myself was that I didn’t want to want him.

I flopped back into my bed, dirty feet and all. I didn’t care. I’d get the sheets changed in the morning. Part of the reason I didn’t want Derek was that my parents wanted me too. It was a stupid reason, but that was a big one. I was the keeper of my own destiny. Plus he doesn’t believe in love. No, he was not suitable. Just no.

Stupid Derek and his stupid gorgeous face were my last thoughts before I finally allowed sleep to claim me.

Author Courtney Rene

Courtney Rene lives in the State of Ohio with her husband and two children. She is a graduate and member of the Institute of Children’s Literature. Her writings include magazine articles, short fiction stories, several anthologies, as well as her young adult novels, A Howl in the Night, and new release, The Full Moon Rises, as well as the Shadow Dancer series (Shadow Dancer, Shadow Warrior, Shadow’s End, and a break away novel, Shadow Fire), published through Rogue Phoenix Press. For a complete listing, visit www.ctnyrene.blogspot com or feel free to contact her at ctnyrene@aol.com.